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To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac’d Moon;
Or dive into the bottom of the Deep,
Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
And pluck up drowned Honour by the locks;
So he, that doth redeem her thence, might wear
Without Corrival all her Dignities.
• But out upon this half-fac'd fellowhip!

Wor. He apprehends * a world of figures here,
But not the form of what he should attend.
-Good Cousin, give me audience for a while.

Hot. I cry you mercy,

Wor. Those fame noble Scots,
That are your prisoners -

Hot. I'll keep them all ;
By heav'n, he shall not have a Scot of them;
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not;
I'll keep them, by this hand,

Wor. You start away,
And lend no ear unto my purposes;
Those prisoners you shall keep.

Hot. I will ; that's flat. He said, he would not ransom Mortimer, Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer; But I will find him when he lies asleep, And in his ear I'll holla, Mortimer! motion of turbulent desire; as to dress. A coat is said to be the dark expression of indeter- faced, when part of it, as the mined thoughts. The passage fleeves or bosom, is covered with from Euripides is surely not alle- something finer and more splengorical, yet it is produced, and did than the main substance. The properly, as parallel.

mantua-makers still use the word. But out upon this half-fac'd Half-fac'd fellowship is then part

fellowship!] I think this nership but half adorned, partnerfinely expressed." The image is ship which yet wants half the taken from one who turns from earu of dignities and honours. another, so as to stand before mm a world of figures here, him with a side face ; which im &c.] Figure is used here plied neither a full conforting, equivocally. As it is applied to nor a separation. WARB. Hot-spur's speech, it is a rhetorical

I cannot think this word right- mode; as opposed to form, it ly explained. It allodes rather meaus appearance or hope.


Nay, I will have a Starling taught to speak
Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him,
To keep his anger still in motion.

Wor. Hear you, cousin, a word.

Hot. All Studies here I solemnly defy,
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke.
? And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,
But that, I think, his father loves him not,
And would be glad he met with some mischance,
Pd have him poison’d with a pot of ale.

Wor. Farewel, my kinsman! I will talk to you,
When you are better temper'd to attend.

North. Why, what a wasp-tongu'd and impatient fool, Art thou, to break into this woman's mood, Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own? Hot. Why, look you, I am whipt and scourg'd

with rods, Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear Of this vile politician Bolingbroke. In Richard's time--what do ye call the place? A plague upon't !it is in Gloʻstershire 'Twas where the mad-cap Duke his uncle kept His uncle York - where I first bow'd


knee Unto this King of Smiles, this Bolingbroke, When you and he came back from Ravenspurg.

North. At Berkley castle.

Hot. You say true:
Why, what a deal of candy'd Courtesy
This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!
Look, when his * infant fortune came to age,
And gentle Harry Percy--and kind cousin
The Devil take such cozeners-God forgive me-
Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done.

? And that same sword-and- called a fwash-backler. In this

buckler Prince of Wales.] sense fword-and-buckler is used A Royfter, or turbulent fellow, here. that fought in the taverns, or * Alluding to what passed in raised disorders in the strects, was King Richard, A&II, Sc. IX.

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Wor. Nay, if you have not, to't again;
We'll stay your leisure.

Hot. I have done, i'faith.
Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.

[To Hot-spur.
Deliver them without their ransom straight,
And make the Dowglas' Son your only mean
For Pow’rs in Scotland; which, for divers reasoņs
Which I shall send you written, be affur’d,
Will easily be granted.--You, my lord, [To, North.
Your Son in Scotland being thus employ’d,
Shall secretly into the bosom creep
Of that same noble Prelate, well belov’d,
Th’ Archbishop.

Hot. York, is't not?

Wor. True, who bears hard
His brother's death at Bristol, the lord Scroop.
s I speak not this in estimation,
As what, I think, might be; but what, I know,
Is ruminated, plotted and fet down;
And only stays but to behold the face
Of that occasion, that shall bring it on.

Hot. I smell it. On my life, it will do well.
North. Before the game's a-foot, thou still lett'st * flip.

* I peak not this in estimation,] player, I suppose, thinking the Estimation for conje£ture. But Ipeech too long, struck them out. between this and the foregoing

WARBURTON verse it appears there were some If the Editor had, before he lines which are now loft. For, wrote his note, read ten lines consider the sense. What was it forward, he would have seen that that was ruminated, plotted, and nothing is omitted. Worcester set down? Why, as the text gives a dark hint of a conspiracy. Itands at present, that the Arch-Hot-pur smells it, that 'is, gueles bishop bore his brother's death it. Northumberland reproves him bard. It is plain then that they for not suffering Worcester to tell were fome consequences of that his design. Hot-Spur, according resentment which the speaker in to the vehemence of his temper, formed Hot-spur of, and to which still follows his own conjęčture. his conclusion of, I speak not this * To let fiip is, to loose the by conjecture, but on good proof, greyhound. must be referred. But some

Hot. It cannot chuse but be a noble Plot;
And then the Power of Scotland and of York
To join with Mortimer---ha!

Wor. So they shall.
Hot. In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.

Wor. And 'tis no little reason bids us speed
To save our heads, by raising of a head * ;
For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
· The King will always think him in our debt;
And think, we deem ourfelves unsatisfy’d,
Till he hath found a time to pay us home,
And see already, how he doth begin
To make us strangers to his looks of love,

Hot. He does, he does ; we'll be reveng’d on him,

Wor. Cousin, farewel. No further go in this, Than I by letters shall direct your course. When time is ripe, which will be suddenly, I'll steal to Glendower, and lord Mortimer, Where you and Dowglas, and our Pow'rs at once, (As I will fashion it) Thall happily meet, To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms, Which now we hold at much uncertainty. North. Farewel, good brother ; we shall thrive, I

trust. Hot. Uncle, adieu. O let the hours be short, 'Till fields, and blows, and groans applaud our sport!


* A head is a body of forces.

tions too great to be satisfied. 9 This is a natural description That this would be the event of the state of mind between of Northumberland's disloyalty, those that have conferred, and was predicted by King Richard those that have received, obliga- in the former play.




An Inn at Rochester.

Enter a Carrier with a Lanthorn in his Hand.



EIGH ho!' an't be not four by the day, I'll be

hang'd. Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and yet our horfe not packt. What, oftler ?

Oft. [within.] Anon, anon.

i Car. I prythee, Tom, beat Cutt's saddle, put a few flocks in the point; the poor jade is wrung in the

out of all cess.


Enter another Carrier.

2 Car. Pease and beans are ? as dank here as a dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the 3 bots : this house is turn’d upside down, since Robin Oftler dy'd.

1 Çar. Poor fellow never joy'd fince the price of oats rose; it was the death of him.

2 Car. I think, this be the most villianous house in all London road for fieas :. I am stung like a Tench.

i Car. Like a Tench? by th' Mass, there's ne'er

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POPE. than this critic; but it means 3 Botts are worms in the stoGhi of eli majure : the phrase mach of a horse.


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